I want pages ripped out and written on. The edges tattered
and the corners curled. I want your kids afraid to touch it
without using plastic gloves. Perhaps even the salad tongs.
This book is just not meant for pretty reading. It’s not for
coffee-table curiosity and other such cameo appearances.
Think of it instead as industrial-grade survival gear. Duct tape
and superglue. Leather straps lashed around it. Old shoelaces
maybe. In tight double knots. Whatever it takes to keep it all
together.
Because this is war. The fight of your life. A very real enemy
has been strategizing and scheming against you, assaulting
you, coming after your emotions, your mind, your man, your
child, your future. In fact, he’s doing it right this second. Right
where you’re sitting. Right where you are.
But I say his reign of terror stops here. Stops now. He might
keep coming, but he won’t have victory anymore.
Because it all starts failing when we start praying.Now if you want a book about prayer, this one’s probably
not for you. You can find some wonderful books on prayer by
some scholarly writers, books that are well worth the time spent